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Having been immersed in memoir writing for many months, I decided to write a small poem every day for a year to keep my poetic hand in. I've posted them to Instagram and facebook as written – where, to my amazement, people love them – but on this blog they are sometimes subject to later rewriting.
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Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
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Saturday, 13 May 2023

The 13th of May ...

The 13th of May – my dad’s birthday.


In the first flash of memory, he’s always 

warm, strong, wise, in his prime –


not the old man with dementia, 

and not the father who betrayed us, 

clay feet stomping all over my teens.